Blake rolled his eyes once more at Ms. Frost, barely taking in what she had to say. Blake may have been a little cocky and cynical, but he wasn't that into himself. He knew the world didn't revolve around him. Blake knew that if it did, then his parents wouldn't have died. If it did, then he would have mastered his powers the first day he got to the school and have gotten the hell out of the school already. However, Blake did think that he was the strongest mutant at the school. He thought that he had the most potential and he thought he could beat down anyone that crossed his path. Blake took out leftover pizza that he spotted at the bottom of the inside of the fridge. He took three slices, put them on a plate and walked over and popped them into the microwave and set the microwave to warm the pizza up. After putting the pizza into the microwave, Blake thought that he should have ate it as it was, just to give Ms. Frost something to watch. Blake found his way back to the fridge and leaned against it once more, only to hear Ms. Frost's condescending comment.
She basically told Blake that he should be able to do whatever he wanted but then she told him that he didn't act his age. That comment caught Blake's attention but he didn't really care for what others said about him. If he did, then he wouldn't be Blake Tyrie quite frankly. Blake kept his smirk on his face. Blake thought it would be too easy for him talk bad about Ms. Frost, in fact he found it too easy to talk about anyone. Blake loved finding flaws in other people and he loved letting them know what their flaws were all the time.
"Oh really? Well, from what I hear, you...you know what? Never mind, that's way too easy...", Blake said, deciding to hold back his insult, he rather not face another complaint made by another professor.